The Gible would indeed rather respond to that, pausing to stuff the berry in its mouth before running off again. Desmond looked confused. "Looks like it's heading for the Sodal house..." he said, indicating the building not terribly far off.

As the two of them argue, Desmond knocks on the door. Immediately, nothing happens. After a moment, nothing happens. He knocks again. Still nothing. A third time yields similar if disappointing results. "Maybe he's not home?"

Behind the house is a small docking facility with a few motorboats in the water, as well as a relatively expansive warehouse, presumably for servicing the boats. The Gible scampers to the end of the dock, then turns around.